Desire (adult content)
By 1stpoet
Desire Writing poem without a meter you know it just don’t fit it’s like doing oral sex and then you skip the clit you leave the lover wanting after you are completely spent yet in those deepest caverns you never left a dent the lover feeling jilted a toned down form of rage although they had some pleasure from the words upon the page but something still was missing a feeling one would trust words felt just a little more from the emphasis of thrust next time when writing think of faces that are blushed knowing that those begging cries have successfully been hushed William Dawes November 2000 Copyright. Written December 17th, 2001 © on Dec 17 2001 12:57 AM PST 0 • 10
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